Coyote song

We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death.

 Coyote song


  Beautiful Lady dressed in a black dress.
Blue eyes like a clear river.
Holding the talisman in her hands.
Against her heart.
Her red hair blowing in the Seaside breeze.

  Whisper run Coyote run.
She put the talisman around my neck.

  I'm being strangle by so many rules.
I can't find my way back.
I got lost on my journey.

  My lady Shaman brings me close.
We dance upon the naked beach.
She feels my disease.

  She tells me.
You are black in spirit.
The Coyote spirit must run free.

  The Coyotes were my friend.
Few of us are still roaming.
I yearn to find my lost comrades.

  Run with the wind.
Break down the paper thin wall of bullshit
Surrounding my life.

  Be free.
Howl and yell at the moon.

  When your dreams died.
We are just waiting for death to free us.

  My blue eye friend.
I hold her tight.
I smell strawberry in her hair.
The cold of the California night.
Bring us closer together.

  She give me long and sweet kisses.
Maneuver her body around.
Lift her dress.
Wraps her legs around me.

  Her eyes look deep into my soul.

  She whisper.
You are blinded by lies and storytellers.
You can't see beyond this day.
Your hope has disperse into the wind.

  Don't wait for Death.
He will come soon enough.

  We fall asleep on the beach.
The ocean music brings a peaceful sleep.

  I dream.
I'm running with the Coyotes.
I'm dancing and howling at the moon.
I'm swimming in joy.

  The morning light appear.
My woman of kindness.
Kisses me and tells  me goodbye for a time.

  She raises her hands to the sky.
Be free.
Don't be a dog on a chain.
Brake the chain of disappointment.
Don't be afraid of what is in front of your life.  

  I watch my protector, my friend and lover
drive away.

  I look at the sun, the ocean.
I thank the lord of life and death for her.

  I hear the Coyotes.
They are calling out my name.
Telling me to attack life like a wild beast.

  Eat flesh, taste the blood.
Allow it to penetrate the heart and soul.

  Be strong.
Died for a  worthwhile battle.

  Not like cattle.
Being led to slaughter.

  The Coyote can't be tamed.

  Us human are being led to the slaughterhouses
by wealthy and powerful men.  

  Escape.

  Run with the wild beast.



                      Coyote
                     May 2009



  

Reviews

[Scene, not herd]

Wow, this was really powerful and impactful. This stanza resounded most strongly :
"She tells me.
You are black in spirit.
The Coyote spirit must run free."

There's just something in this that I can't put my finger on- perhaps its the suspicion that we're really not who we are today inside, and the primal desire we all have to break out and run free...

[Angel's Lady]

So many wonderful lines in this poem, that sometimes each line is a poem within itself....I like that!

I'm being strangled by so many rules. - Yes, I can relate to this quite well.

She give me long and sweet kisses.
Maneuver her body around.
Lift her dress.
Wraps her legs around me. -- So visual! Love it!

Great write!

[Luxovious Sloane]

So... does this describe a certain event of your life?

Just curious.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I love the essential theme of the poem...just to be as we were....the basic nature of humans is to be free and just to be...yet as you have so cleverly put...break down the paper thin wall of bullshit around you....yes that is the kind of mould we are living in these days not realizing it's sabotaging our very own spirit and soul...which is primarily pristine and free...
very very well written...you speak of such profound knowledge yet in such simple words....

[An Ordinary Woman]

Us human are being led to the slaughterhouses
by wealthy and powerful men.

Very good. Some days, I feel this way. It's rough roads ahead. I enjoyed this writing friend.

[Soul Magic✯]

magnificent ink bro. i like how you tell a great story in your poem. this is wonderfully delivered... i enjoyed this piece. thanks for sharing

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

i like this poem about freedom we all long for , love the romantic theme also .. very nice, Coyote
peace

[jeff hackworth]

beautiful peice, and so true

[Anonymous]

This is simply outstanding. Marvelous write, Coyote. I absolutely loved this. Thank you so much for sharing.

[Vava]

Wow just wow. I agree so much yet disagree just as much to this. I know that death is freedom, but true freedom comes from the soul of oneself. You must believe and cherish the binds around you , even love can be dead weight keeping you from true freedom if not taken seriously. Society itself tells no man to stop what they want to do, they do it to themselves. But yes, we must all break free and run in some point in our lives.